In the very wee hours of this morning, so early that it was really still night, I found myself up and walking around my house. I am often awake in the night, but this time I was surprised to see a light on in my 11-year-old’s room. Charlie is my good sleeper, so why was he up? What was he doing? Should I be worried? What was going on?
Charlie was in bed with his headlamp on, doing homework. He woke up and realized he hadn’t finished his reading questions, so he crept downstairs, grabbed his book and his folder, got back into bed and went to work.
In the middle of the night.
Charlie is my second child; I’ve already done fifth grade with my older son and I thought I knew what I was getting into. Nothing about the curriculum or the schedule has changed in the last two years —
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